decent thing to do. The problem was there was nothing decent about me.
“You okay?” Dad asked as I started to feel tense. I was standing at the altar with hundreds of guests and I was sweating like a pig. The light grey suit felt tight. Even in the air conditioned ballroom, it was as if it was suffocating me. I kept looking at Kelly. One minute her stomach looked huge, as if she was ready to give birth any minute, and the next she was walking and holding our child. Pointing to me, saying, “Look, it’s Daddy.”
“Dad, I feel sick,” I said as I left him at the aisle. I pointed to Uncle Pete and gave him the ring and ran the hell out of there. Kelly flashed a look at me. I couldn’t talk to her. I couldn’t say a fucking word. I just had to get out of there, now!
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“ W hat happened in there ?” Kelly said with sadness in her eyes. I had skipped the whole wedding. Every time I felt better and tried to go back in the ballroom, the hot flushes would start again. My heart would race and I would start to feel dizzy. The couple of shots of whiskey I’d had didn’t help.
“Stay with me…” I whispered as I held her in my arms. I needed to have her near me. I didn’t know what stage of the wedding was taking place—if it was the reception or the photos or the canapés. I just knew one thing—I couldn’t be alone. I wanted Kelly. She had a way of soothing me every time I was with her. I felt selfish confessing what happened down the aisle. I saw her in her beautiful silk dress and I thought about the horrors that were going to take place in my life. Those horrors involved her, me, and a baby.
“The reception will take place in a couple of hours. They’re taking photos now. So, we have time.”
“Kelly, we’re now stepbrother and sister. I mean, how is this going to work?” I blurted out as I took her hand and led her to the beach.
“Where are we going?” she cried as she tried to keep up.
“You’ll find out soon enough. Just one minute.” I took her hand and led her like a child, soothing her on the way, reassuring her that it was all going to be okay.
As we got to the beach, she gasped, “It’s so beautiful.” I saw a rock and a spot that was quiet. I took her and laid her on the spot. It was daylight and anyone could have passed us. I didn’t care; I only had one thing on my mind—Kelly.
“Sebastian, someone could see—” Those were the last words that left her mouth, as I silenced her with my tongue. My hands tugged on the thin thong that she had underneath her dress, and she became wet as my fingers up and down her cunt like a snake. She purred in my ear as my tongue enveloped her pebbled nipple. With one hand, I let my cock go. The other was used to guide it inside her tunnel. I thrust inside of her, my head moving from her exposed nipple to her mouth. She tasted sweet. She tasted as pure as she did the first time we made love.
As she started to shake and one passerby saw us, they whispered to whoever was with them, “Oh my god.” I didn’t turn to look and see who had seen us. I didn’t care, and Kelly laughed as she opened her eyes and said, “Quick, let’s get out of here.” She pushed me away from her and I straightened myself out.
As we headed back to the wedding, I had to ask her, “So, who was it?”
She laughed as she said, “It was my neighbor, Mrs. Crouch.”
13
L aura and Dad went on a honeymoon for only a week, because Laura didn’t want to leave the salon too long. Dad is a control freak and wouldn’t leave his business too long either. They came back a couple of hours ago, and they showed us their photos of Barbados, the great time that they had on the submarine, the exotic fishes they saw, and the great time they had while relaxing on the beach and in their honeymoon suite. Some of their photos were clearly private, as they flicked through them before showing them to us.